In the past month, Yuwen Changsheng has gradually figured it out, and the mysterious Fantasy Wonderland space seems to have some kind of inexplicable connection with the heart in the body.

It's as if your heart is the key to that space.

During this time, Yuwen Changsheng tempered his body and refined his soul consciousness during the day, and entered the Fantasy Wonderland at night to comprehend the mantra.

At this moment, Yuwen Changsheng's mastery of the truth is obviously different from a month ago.

Yuwen Changsheng came to a clearing, adjusted his state slightly, took out a blank rune paper in his arms, closed his eyes and immersed himself, and his soul consciousness expanded.

On the rune paper, a complicated mantra rune was outlined by Yuwen Changsheng.

Yuwen Changsheng clamped the rune paper between his fingers, and pinched the magic technique with his other hand, and his soul power was mobilized from the soul seed.

"Eight Tiger Elephant Seals!"

With Yuwen Changsheng's low shout, an invisible wave spread from the rune paper, and immediately, a circle of tiger stripe brilliance suddenly appeared in Yuwen Changsheng's hands.

"A Tiger Emperor's power!"

Looking at the tiger stripes wrapped around the forearms of his hands, Yuwen Changsheng's tense heart relaxed slightly, as if the unknown of the past month could finally get a glimpse of the answer at this moment.

"Finally, I can summon it successfully, and next, I have to try whether the current physical body is enough to exert the power of this heavy Tiger Emperor."

Yuwen Changsheng took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly widened, a sense of forest breath spread, his toes exerted force, and his figure rushed forward.

Towards a stout old tree surrounded by five people, without any hesitation, he clenched his fists and threw a punch.

Bang!

Suddenly, the trunk of the old tree exploded, and the fragments flew out in all directions, and the whole tree fell with a bang.

Whew, whew.

At this time, when the big tree fell, a tingling sensation came from his hand, and a huge feedback made Yuwen Changsheng gasp unconsciously.

"Although the power of this heavy tiger emperor was successfully summoned, it seems that there is still a lot of difference in power between it and the eight tiger elephant seals cast by the misty figure seen in the space of the Illusory Wonderland."

Looking at the fallen tree in front of him, Yuwen Changsheng rubbed his numb right arm.

"And when it is actually used, my physical body does not seem to be suitable for using such power, and judging from the feedback of this power, my physical body still has a lot of room for tempering."

Yuwen Changsheng didn't stop to rest, and immediately after, he took out another piece of rune paper, on which he began to sketch mantra runes that were more complicated and cumbersome than the eight tiger elephant seals.

The rune paper was raised, his hands were sealed, his soul power surged out, and there were words in his mouth:

"King Jundariming!"

The voice fell, and Yuwen Changsheng only felt that the soul seed in his body seemed to be forcibly pulled by something, and all the soul power in the soul seed was instantly pulled out.

This moment of kung fu made Yuwen Changsheng feel as if his body had been hollowed out.

But when all the soul power was released, on Yuwen Changsheng's forehead, a character engraving was already outlined, and it lit up with a faint brilliance.

Behind him, a huge idol phantom has gradually taken shape, but it seems that this idol phantom is slightly thinner than what you can see in the Illusion of Wonderland, the shadow of the god idol cast by the misty figure.

Moreover, at this moment, the phantom of the god statue summoned by Yuwen Changsheng only has two arms, which is very different from the thousands of hands recorded in the "Legend of Dan Fu Fangshu".

Yuwen Changsheng knelt on one knee, gasping for a thicker snort than when he cast the Eight Tiger Elephant Seals just now, and the blood on his face was a little lighter.

"I didn't expect that just by casting this military mantra, it has almost drained my soul power, although I have just cast eight tiger elephant seals, and my soul power has a certain consumption, but this military mantra, with my current soul power, it is not an easy task to use it."

Feeling the little soul power left in his body, Yuwen Changsheng adjusted his mind, the misty figure appeared in his mind, his mind turned, and the phantom of the god behind him began to move following his thoughts.

Finding that it worked, Yuwen Changsheng was overjoyed, and he didn't think about trying it.

Yuwen Changsheng commanded the idol phantom with his mind, facing the open space in front of him, waving his arms out.

I saw that the hands of the idol phantom were raised high, facing Yuwen Changsheng's eyes, and with Yuwen Changsheng's thoughts, his fists slammed down, but there was no expected result that the ground was blown apart.

In this regard, Yuwen Changsheng was also slightly stunned, and when he looked back, he found the problem.

"The idol is illusory, gone?"

Yuwen Changsheng found that the phantom of the god statue behind him, when his fists were about to slam down, gradually dissipated out of thin air because his soul power was not enough to support the manifestation.

"Sure enough, with my soul power at this time, it is already the limit to use the mantra of military profit, let alone attack."

"You have to find a way to replenish the soul power in your body, and then strengthen and solidify the soul seed."

Following.

Yuwen Changsheng was alone, and set off for a mountain range a little farther away, looking for a spiritual herb that could strengthen his soul power according to the common sense of herbs taught by his parents in the past.

Among the vast mountains near Yunxuan Town, there were many rare herbs and elixirs hidden, and some of them were treasures that could help him consolidate his soul power, but it just took a little more time and patience to find them.

Coming to a strange jungle, just as Yuwen Changsheng lowered his head and carefully searched for the spirit grass, suddenly, a faint smell of blood floated in the air.

The pungent smell made Yuwen Changsheng instantly raise his vigilance, and his eyes closely followed the movements around him.

Creak.

A beast sound came, and Yuwen Changsheng looked up and saw an agile monkey jumping back and forth between many big trees.

"Swift monkey? It was an ordinary mortal beast, but judging by its movements, size, and aura it exuded, it had already reached at least the ninth order. ”

Yuwen Changsheng stared at the swift monkey, and just as he was thinking about whether the smell of blood around him had something to do with it, there was a sudden rustling sound in the nearby grass.

Then, five figures, with sharp blades in their hands, some carrying sharp blades on their shoulders, strode out of the grass.

"Brother Huli, he's a little ghost."

One of them, a rough man with a terrifying scar on his face, sneered at a big man behind him with a beast pattern tattooed on both arms and chest.

"It's not a passing business team, how can a little ghost head appear in this barren mountains and forests?"

The big man named Hu Li, with a faint smell of blood lingering all over his body, shouted to the swift monkey on the tree: "Stupid monkey, are you full of food or are you fooling my brothers, the appearance of a little ghost head, you squeak and squeak." ”

When the swift monkey heard the sound, he continued to go up and down the tree, and continued to make a squeaking beast sound, as if he was dissatisfied with the tiger's efforts to call it a stupid monkey.

"Little ghost, if you meet our brothers here, you can only be considered unlucky, come on, hand over the valuable things on your body, and then go to Hades to report to the king of Hades, as long as you don't move, my big brother Huli will not let you feel pain."

The big scarred man smirked.

"However, if you dare to resist, don't blame us."

As he spoke, the five strong men all sent out mana fluctuations, judging from the power of mana, except for the tiger power, which was the peak of the Forging Spirit Realm, the rest of the people were all the strength of the early and middle stages of the Forging Spirit Realm.

"Oh? Are all the roadblock bandits, and now the outlaws are so arrogant? ”

Feeling the coercive aura of everyone's mana, Yuwen Changsheng smiled faintly.

"Little ghost, have you really never seen the world or have your head smashed stupidly? It's not good for you now. ”

Hu Li's face gradually became gloomy, and he motioned to the other four people to form an encirclement of Yuwen Chang.

At this time, the swift monkey in the tree had also climbed down and came to Huli's shoulder.

The ninth-order mortal beast is already equivalent to the cultivation of the human mana cultivator forging the spirit realm.

"A few strong men work together to deal with a little ghost in your mouth, I really admire what you can do."

Looking at the people surrounding him, Yuwen Changsheng was slightly sarcastic in his words.

"This world has always been such a reality, the winner is king, no matter what means he has, do it!"

As soon as Hu Li's voice fell, the scar man immediately raised his knife and slashed at Yuwen Changsheng.

Seeing the offensive coming, Yuwen Changsheng took out two mantra talismans from his arms, pinched them between his fingers and raised them, and whispered in his mouth:

"Fire Bull Fist"

"Running Water Acceleration"

The fluctuation of soul power spread, and Yuwen Changsheng had already put on a counterattack posture.

"Mantra runes? This little ghost is actually a soul power cultivator? ”

For Yuwen Changsheng's counterattack, the scar man's pupils shrank, and he was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much, after all, a little ghost head, no matter what tricks he played, in his eyes, it was just an act of dying and struggling.

The big knife was close to the top of his head, the corners of Yuwen Changsheng's mouth grinned, he snorted lightly, and with the force under his feet, the side of the figure was already easily dodging the attack of the scar man.

Then in the unbelievable eyes of the scar man, Yuwen Changsheng clenched his fists, and the fire bull fist was urged to the extreme, and in the shocked gaze of the five people and one monkey, a punch was swung out and hit directly on the abdomen of the scar man.

The scarred man felt the boxing that was completely different from what he expected, a mouthful of turbid water spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body was ignited by the sparks on the fire bull's fist, curled up and rolled on the ground in pain.